Текст песни
Gas station lights and highway signs,
Stories spinning in the rearview mind.
Every town’s a page, every mile’s a line —
We write the legends as we go, half‑true, half‑divine.
Laugh until the tank runs dry,
Turn the ordinary into sky.
Fuel & fiction, that’s our ride,
Mix the truth with neon light.
We don’t need the facts to fly —
Just the road, the radio, and you and I.
Coffee stains on the dashboard map,
Plot twists where the asphalt wraps.
We tell tall tales at the rest‑stop bar,
Invent heroes, chase the stars — who cares if they’re real or not?
Laugh until the tank runs dry,
Turn the ordinary into sky.
Fuel & fiction, that’s our ride,
Mix the truth with neon light.
We don’t need the facts to fly —
Just the road, the radio, and you and I.
No GPS can plot this dream,
No itinerary, no scheme —
Just the hum of the engine’s rhyme,
And the stories we concoct in time.
Fuel… and fiction…
Just the road… and the radio…
